Date: Mon, 28 Mar 2005 04:57:50 -0800 (PST)
From: Daniel Blue
Subject: Seven Pretty Twinks All Up For A Blow
Harry was just about to close his restaurant for the night when a group of
seven young guys came in. They were in all their early twenties and it
didn't take any time at all for Harry to realize that they were gay.
It had been a slow night, as just about every night was out of season in
the sleepy little town he lived in. He was glad to have seven potential
customers and quite happy to have all this gorgeous eye candy to feast
on. Harry hardly ever had any gay customers, and about the only time he got
to be with gay guys was when he drove in to the city on the odd occasion.
Harry had to persuade the grumpy chef to prepare the meals the young men
ordered. He was so used to closing up shop early every night that he didn't
know what real work was anymore. While their meal was being prepared Harry
served the group of friends some wine and chatted a bit. It turned out they
were staying at the little hotel just up the road. He was sure they would
be glad of the extra income too.
The guys were already a tiny bit tipsy having had a drink in the hotel
bar. They were in extremely good spirits and Harry was curious what had
brought them all together.
'Oh we're just good friends on a girls weekend away!' the campest of the
lot, a flame haired, slim beauty cackled.
'I haven't had one of those in ages.' Harry replied.
They looked at him in silence. This big, beefy, hairy guy in his forties
who had a bit of a paunch and was starting to bald - what would he know
about what they were talking about, they wondered.
'What Jamie means,' the well built, dark eyed, handosme puppy stud added
'is that we're a bunch of gay guys having a weekend away from the city,
trying to see how the other half live.'
'I got it the first time.' Harry replied with a chuckle. 'I'm gay too. And
I used to be young and pretty once, though I know you will find that hard
to believe.'
'You're having us on.' the blonde with the flowing shirt and bracelets
said.
'No. I'm not.' Harry replied. 'Anyway, your food is probably about
ready. I'll just go check.'
'That guy has a nice ass.' Oliver, the dark eyed sud twink, said as he
watched Harry walk to the kitchen.
'Here we go again!' Jamie cried as he tossed his long red locks in mock
exasperation. 'You're going to have to get some taste Oliver. That guy's
ass is the size of a barrel.'
'Yeah but the shape of it, man! I could fuck him for days on end.' Oliver
shot back.
'Now, now girls!' Andy called out. 'To each his own. Hey, perhaps we should
do our routine for him.'
'What! So he can paw and slobber over us? I don't think so.' bitched Zack.
'I think that's a good idea, Andy.' Oliver said. 'Come on guys, it'll be
fun.'
'If you want him so bad, just go get off with him but leave us out of
this.' Jamie said.
'I'm with Oliver and Andy.' Sean said. 'I'd love to get naked and watch his
face as he drinks in our beauty.'
'Beauty? Have you looked at yourself in the mirror lately?' Zack teased.
The seven were good friends and took each other's teasing lightly. Before
Harry came back with the first tray they had all been persuaded to do their
little strip tease routine for him. It would fun, perhaps, and something to
tell their friends back in the city. All they had to do was keep him
talking and then slip the offer into the conversation at some point.
Harry's face lit up at the suggestion. Did he want to see seven sexy,
pretty twinks strip off just for him. Of course he did! His hands actually
trembled as he locked the restaurant. Would they go all the way, he
wondered. It didn't really matter; this was the best offer he'd had all
year. The seven twinks were giggling with excitement at the prospect of
teasing this older man, whom they thought had to be a bit of a country
bumpkin. Well, maybe not Oliver; he genuinely had the hots for Harry and he
knew that his own body would start changing shape soon. His father and
brothers were all beefy men and that was the way he was going to look any
time soon. He was in the last blush of his twinky days. He knew he was
fucking gorgeous but even as he brushed his hair each day he could tell
that it was starting to thin. He hoped that one day someone like how he
looked now would take an interest in someone like how he would look then.
The group walked back to Harry's house which was not far. Harry was pleased
that the streets were deserted and they didn't pass any of the townsfolk on
the way. Not that he was ashamed to be seen with such beauties, but he was
aware that they were probably just out to tease him and have a bit of
fun. He felt foolish for allowing himself to be in this position, but his
hungry eyes gave him no choice in the matter. It had been so long since
he's had sex that anything would do, even being teased by a troop of
slightly drunk and outrageously camp twinks.
Once inside his living room Harry put some music on and settled back on the
settee. The guys seemed to sober up as they prepared to start their dance
routine. It was something they took pride in and the moment they started it
was like they were transformed. Before, Harry had thought them pretty, in a
smooth twinky kind of way but not terribly sexy in a real flesh and bone
kind of way. Now they sizzled as they strutted. They were damn sexy as they
pouted, thrust and ground their way through the number. Harry's cock was
soon incredibly hard and by the time they were down to their undies it was
leaking precum like crazy. He waited with baited breath, as the song came
to a close. Would they...would they... damn right they would!
They whipped off their undies and there stood seven prime pieces of man
flesh. Harry's eyes darted from one set of gonads to the next trying to
drink them all in before they got dressed. He was sure he had just thirty
seconds to absorb all this beauty. Three cocks circumcized, four not; two
rather thick and fleshy, one very long and thin the rest medium; one nut
brown, two very pale, the rest in between. Three pairs of surprisingly
beefy balls, two tiny ones and two medium. The similarities and differences
between them made them so damn interesting Harry didn't know which ones to
lust over longest.
Jamie and Zack were the first to reach for their clothes. Oliver just
couldn't let this moment pass. He knew his friends would want to walk away,
go back to their hotel rooms and giggle hysterically. "I mean did you see
the guy's face? His eyes were out on stalks!" and all that, but Oliver
couldn't let it go. Not like this. It was time to break rank. Let them go
back without him, if they wanted to. He went and straddled Harry's legs and
sat down in his lap.
Harry felt his face and neck flush as he wrapped his arms around Oliver's
smooth back and hug him close. It this was a tease it was the best one in
the world, but moments later he felt Oliver's tongue push into his mouth
and he surrendered to the sweetest kiss he could remember for a long
time. Oliver's thick, fleshy cock rose up between them and that hard meat
against his belly let Harry know that this was going to be his lucky night.
The six others stood rooted to the spot watching Harry's hands roam up and
down Oliver's back and massage his ass cheeks. There was something
incredibly hot about seeing people having sex and none of them had actually
witnessed this in the flesh before. This was beyond posing and strutting
and the silly little games that they played and had played on them. These
were two men in heat who knew what they wanted. Before long their cocks
were rock hard and taken in hand.
Harry looked up and saw six hard and horny guys and he was torn. He wanted
to make delicious love to Oliver, to hold him and stroke him all night
long, but if those other six cocks were being offered too could he resist?
He could not.
Amazingly it was bitchy Zack that came forward first. His super thin eight
inch cock and tiny balls were now just inches away from Harry's face.
'Have a lick.' Oliver told him.
Harry's meaty paw closed around that delicate looking cock and he took it
into his mouth. Zack sighed as Harry worked his thin spear right into the
back of his throat. It was unlike anything he had ever experienced before
and soon he climbed up onto the settee, putting himself between Oliver and
Harry, and started face fucking the older stud. Harry's hands clung onto
Zack's tight little ass as the horny raver fucked his wand of man flesh
into his throat. It felt so raw, and so good, and when Zack suddenly
withdrew, leaving a trail of joy juice across his tongue, Harry knew why
Zack had hardly lasted five minutes. That was definitely one of the
disadvantages of youth, Harry decided.
'Hey Harry, me next.' Jamie called out.
That was so typical of Jamie and Zack, Oliver thought to himself. They were
always the first to criticize, but once the group had decided that Harry
was okay they wanted to be the first in on the action. Harry cupped his
right hand around Jamie's big spunk bags and guided that creamy pale cut
head into his mouth. He then took the twink's root into the back of his
throat until his lips were touching his ginger pubes. Jamie sighed as the
experienced older stud worked his magic on his cock. Harry's large hands
tugged at Jamie's tight little ass cheeks and stroked his smooth
thighs. Oliver knelt at Harry's side, stroking his back and tickling his
low hanging balls. Every now and then he would slide a hand up into Harry's
hairy crack and send a shiver of delight through the older man.
Jamie popped his cork and stepped back to allow Andy access to Harry's hot
mouth. After Oliver, Andy was Harry's favourite. He had a big fleshy uncut
cock and a nice set of nuts. Harry was able to draw the abundant foreskin
right forward over his erect cock before skinning it back to reveal the
shiny red knob. He pulled forward on the skin again and then stuck his
tongue into the puckered up skin and savoured all the tangy juices he
collected there. Then easing the skin fully back he took that eight inch
long, thick tube of fuck flesh into his mouth. His hand prodded between
Andy's tight little ass cheeks until he found his tight little hole. It was
so tight he couldn't even get the tip of his finger in so he just brushed
it back and forth across the pucker as he greedily slurped on Andy's hog.
It was clear to Zack and Jamie that Harry was enjoying this a little more
than he had enjoyed blowing them and they were a little put out.
Harry's own cock was rock hard again and Oliver gently stroked it, causing
even more precum to seep out of it. Oliver smeared the love nectar around
Harry's blood engorged cock head and almost caused Harry to shoot his
bolt. It was only by concentrating on what he was doing that he was able to
hold back his orgasm. He knew he only had one orgasm in him and he had to
save that for once special guy. Andy's fingers dug into Harry's shoulders
and he was babbling incoherently. He rose up on the tips of his toes as the
wave of excitement coursed through his body. He cursed and grunted as a
flood of delicious cream washed over Harry's tongue. Harry reluctantly let
the softening cock fall from his mouth and looked around to see Dave, Sean
and Matt standing cock in hand, waiting their turn.
Harry took a quick swig of his red wine and then allowed Matt to stab his
short dick into his mouth. Matt had really tiny balls and now that he was
so turned on they had ridden up into his body so that Harry could only
stroke the skin sac. Matt was in desperate hurry to cum and Harry just let
him use his mouth, holding Matt close as he got face fucked. Hardly three
minutes after he had started his thrusting Matt cried out his release and
gave up a ridiculously huge load of fuck sauce. Where the hell had it all
come from!
Sean's dark cock looked really angry as he tugged on it, waiting to be
serviced. Harry took it into his mouth and found that it was a perfect
fit. He really nuzzled on this hard love muscle and enjoyed the feel of
Sean's muscular thighs. He seemed so tall and slender but underneath that
smooth skin was hard muscle that with a little more time and training would
turn him into quite a stud. Harry's hand slid up into the crack of Sean's
ass enjoying the heat and sticky slickness he found there. He tested the
tightness of Sean's pucker and was delighted when his finger slid in quite
easily but he felt Sean tense up and decided his finger needed a little
lubrication. He withdrew his finger and prised it between Sean's lips. The
young pup licked at his own buttcream on Harry's finger and got it all
slick and wet. It slid in all the way this time and the heat and slickness
of that love tunnel reminded Harry of what he really wanted; what might be
waiting for him.
Oliver was still at Harry's side, stroking him, offering words of
encouragement. Harry came off Sean's briefly cock to share a kiss with
Oliver before going back to work on that veiny shaft with it's flared cock
knob. It looked angry enough to spit and when Harry withdrew his finger and
replaced it with his thumb it did just that. Sean grunted and shuddered as
rope after rope of clotted cream spewed out of his cock eye and down the
back of Harry's throat.
That just left Dave before Harry could claim his prize. Dave was the
quietest one of the lot. He was also the prettiest and had the smallest
cock. It was fairly thin and pale and he also had tiny nuts.
'You don't have to...if you don't want to.' he told Harry.
'Ofcourse I want to.' Harry replied. 'Why don't you lie down. I'm getting a
little tired of kneeling.'
Dave lay down on the carpet with his butt raised on a cushion. Harry lay
between his legs and when he caught sight of that tiny little pucker he
decided he needed to kiss that more urgently than he needed to kiss Dave's
cock. He parted Dave's smooth thighs and buried his face in his crack. All
six of the other twinks gasped as they saw what Harry was doing. Oliver was
so fucking turned on he could hardly breathe and he quickly forced Harry
back into a kneeling position so that he could get under his chunky
butt. Harry lowered himself onto Oliver's face and the young twink stud
went wild as he ate out the musky man mound. Dave was just about hollering
in delight as Harry's tongue teased his slit and his fingers prodded into
him. If Oliver was not waiting Harry would have been tempted to bone the
hot little twink. Instead he went down on his cock and frigged his ass with
a finger. Five minutes later he had the result he wanted as Dave's cock
erupted and Harry greedily lapped up his sixth load of twink cream of the
evening.
Dave got up off the floor and Harry now lay down on the cushion he had
vacated, his beefy ass up in the air as Oliver greedily ate him. The other
six gathered around and watched in amazement as their friend turned into a
mini sex pig. He was grunting and huffing and puffing as he ate that ass
like it was the last meal left on earth. As he rimmed Harry he stroked his
own fat cock. He couldn't decided what he wanted more: to fuck Harry or
have that sexy older stud inside him. It was Harry who made the decision
for them both.
'Fuck me Ollie.' he pleaded.
Oliver fell into Harry's ass, his cock sliding all the way home in one easy
movement. Oliver grunted as his cockhead registered the pleasure of
sliding through Harry's slippery manchute. He lay his full weight on
Harry's back and kissed the back of his neck. He extended his hands over
Harry's and the pair entwined fingers as lust and desire united them. Harry
squirmed under Oliver signalling his need and the young stud started to
gently thrust in and out of that stud muffin. The other six were in various
states of arousal. Zack's thin rod was already fully reinflated and he was
whacking it like crazy.
Harry started squeezing his ass muscles down on Oliver's shaft and the hot
twink almost lost it then.
'No, no..' he pleaded.
'Fuck me harder.' Harry growled.
Oliver's friends cheered him on as he switched gear and started really
plowing into that butt pumpkin. Loud squelchy sounds filled the air as he
withdrew his fat cock all the way out before plunging back into Harry's
winking butthole. This was simply the best experience of Oliver's young
life, better than all the jerk offs he'd had combined. His cock felt like
it had a life of its own as it stabbed through Harry's assguts and tingled
and throbbed, demanding release. The sounds of their lovemaking grew louder
as more and more air was pumped into Harry's willing asshole. The older
stud started bucking his ass against Oliver's shaft and this was just one
sensation too many.
Oliver saw stars as he lost all sense of time and place. He shuddered and
let out a strange cry as his balls emptied deep inside that hot pleasure
pit. He collapsed onto Harry's broad back and licked at the sheen of sweat
that covered it.
The party was over and the twinks started to dress. Some of them seemed to
be a little embarrassed now at their lack of control over this plain,
balding man. But not Oliver. He stayed behind to spend the night in Harry's
bed, getting royally fucked, while the others went back to their hotel.
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